Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

Chapter 56

Bastien‘s POV

“You were about to mark me!”

I stumble backward, dazed as Selene’s words pierce through the fog of lust. She was right, I was about to mark her.

My instincts had completely taken over, Axel was urging me to mark her as he had a thousand times before, but my old self restraint is long gone. I thought my mate was dead for three years, kissing her again was too much too resist. If I mark her, make that searing, claiming bite that will forever tie her to me and announce to the world that she belongs to me, she’d never be able to run again.

Even now, knowing how wrong it would be to mark her without her consent, I have to admit the idea is tempting. I watch my mate obsessively, taking in every facet of her expression and demeanor. She’s so beautiful with her wolf alight in her eyes, a wolf that still seeks mine despite Selene’s objections.

I cannot hear the call myself, but Axel certainly can, She’s calling me, He insists, she needs the mark just as much as we do. She’s in pain without it.

I study Selene carefully, reading anger and longing in her stunning features much more strongly than any fear or rejection. I know Axel is right just as certainly as I know the human part of Selene has no intention of giving me permission to mark her. So who should get to decide, the woman, or her wolf?

Icock my head to the side, the scent of Selene’s arousal still heavy in the air. “Tell me not to.” I order huskily.

“What?” Selene falters, taking a step back despite the fact that I haven’t moved an inch.

“If you don’t want me to mark you,” I instruct slowly, “Tell me not to tell your wolf to stop begging mine for the mark.”

She isn’t!” Selene insists

pain and rage over her betrayal bleeding into the words without my

this! Selene accuses, looking like she might be on the verge of tears. “Tell your wolf to stop calling

those times that having a wolf is downright inconvenient. He’s ruled by instinct, and instinct overpowers logic ten to one.

forcefully, jolting my hypersensitive eyes to the she-wolf again. She looks just like she did in our early days together, so skittish and overwhelmed with feelings she’s beside herself. Every wave of agitated energy rolling off her calls to me for comforting, and that I cannot deny. Help her.

I can find, I tuck her into the thick covers and drop a string of kisses on

heard you the first

She’s wringing her hands, but when I move towards her, her eyes don’t glance

“Make me believe it, Selene, and this won’t go

a lot more difficult than it had been when she

prowl forward, stalking her like I did the very first time we ever came together, the day she’d accused me of not being attracted her because I’d overestimated the amount of time she needed

intimacy. I should have known that her wolf was not entirely gone then; she‘d always reacted to

door behind us. I turn on the shower tap, twisting with more strength than was necessary but unable to hold back. The steady pound of cascading water fills the room, and I listen for a moment, deciding that the distance and the noise should provide sufficient buffers to

her body into mine, “Last chance, baby.” I tell her, pulling her top

surface. Emotion clouds her lust-dilated pupils, and with a moan of

Selene’s POV

wrists trapped in one of Bastien’s massive hands. A rumble of pure male satisfaction reverberates through the shower stall

head left and right as the pleasure begins to build. Oh

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